She had never seen Rong Ruo wear clothes other than flying fish suits and regular clothes, let alone a red robe.

Today, he is dressed in a fiery red groom's clothes, which sets off his whole face more and more luster.

Even Yuan Zhao, who was accustomed to seeing his beauty, couldn't help but sigh at this time: Demon.

And at the same time as she looked at Rong Ruo, Rong Ruo was also looking down at her.

Today she is dressed up, she already has a seven-point posture, and today's dress up sets off her posture by ten points.

What attracted him the most were her smart eyes, in which he had seen countless emotions.

Anger, resentment, pleasure......

There are all kinds of them, and you can always feel her freshness.

At this time, her eyes were unconcealed in amazement, if ordinary people dared to look at him with such eyes, he must have gouged out her eyeballs.

However, when it was Yuan Zhao, he felt that it seemed acceptable.

As if bewitched by her eyes, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch her eyes, but was avoided by Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao was a subconscious move, she thought that Rong was going to do something, so she hurriedly retreated and avoided his hand.

Rong Ruo came back to his senses because of her dodge, realizing what he wanted to do just now, and a flash of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Yuan Zhao didn't notice it, and she only reacted after she dodged that Rong Ruo just wanted to touch her.

The atmosphere became a little awkward inexplicably, especially in this situation.

She coughed lightly, and hurriedly thought about the embarrassment of changing the topic:

"Don't you want to have a glass of wine?"

She heard herself.

After realizing what he had said, a flash of chagrin flashed in Yuan Zhao's eyes.

What was she talking about?

Seeing her like this, a smile flashed in Rong Ruo's eyes, and when Yuan Zhao looked carefully, she had disappeared without a trace.

Rong Ruo turned around and poured himself two glasses of wine, one of which was handed to Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao looked at the glass of wine in front of her with a complicated face, which she had reminded herself.

"Drink."

Rong Ruo didn't say much, just one word.

Yuan Zhao came back to his senses, subconsciously took the other party's hand, and then drank the wine in the cup.

Seeing her movements, a flash of surprise flashed in Rong Ruo's eyes, he glanced at the hands of the two intertwined, and realized that this was the so-called cup of wine.

What he was thinking, Yuan Zhao didn't know, and he didn't know that he had dug a hole for himself.

After drinking a glass of wine, it should be time for the cave room.

Yuan Zhao thought of his previous guess, his heart moved, and he was about to look at Rong Ruo's place, but saw that the other party had already gotten up and walked to the table.

Seeing that she was still sitting on the marriage bed, he raised his eyebrows:

"Not hungry?"

After being reminded by him, Yuan Zhao remembered that he hadn't eaten well for a day, and he couldn't care about anything else at the moment, so he hurriedly went to the table and began to eat.

She wasn't surprised that many of the meals prepared were to her liking.

She and Rong Ruo have not eaten at the same table a hundred times, but dozens of times, and he is surrounded by some smart people, and she is not surprised to find out her preferences.

The two ate quietly, not at all as shy, unfamiliar, and embarrassed as newlyweds should have, because the two were too familiar with each other.

So much so that when he was about to go to bed to rest after washing, Yuan Zhaocai reacted after the fact, today is the flower candle in the cave room.

By the way, there are also their own guesses.

Yuan Zhao wanted to do something, but for some reason, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyelids.

Later, she fell into a deep sleep, so she didn't know that the person beside her was watching her all the time, and her eyes were full of primitive desire and possession.